But I
tripped up again so nimbly, (for there was no paper,) that I just saw his
back, as if coming out of that green-room, and going into the next to it,
the first door that was open--I whipped in, and shut the door, and bolted
it. O Mrs. Jervis! said I, what have you done by me?--I see I can't
confide in any body. I am beset on all hands. Wretched, wretched
Pamela, where shalt thou expect a friend, if Mrs. Jervis joins to betray
thee thus? She made so many protestations, (telling me all, and that he
owned I had made him wipe his eyes two or three times, and said she hoped
it would have a good effect, and remembered me, that I had said nothing
but what would rather move compassion than resentment,) that I forgave
her. But O! that I was safe from this house! for never poor creature
sure was so flustered as I have been so many months together;--I am
called down from this most tedious scribble. I wonder what will next
befall Your dutiful DAUGHTER.
Mrs. Jervis says, she is sure I shall have the chariot to carry me home
to you. Though this will look too great for me, yet it will shew as if I
was not turned away quite in disgrace. The travelling chariot is come
from Lincolnshire, and I fancy I shall go in that; for the other is quite
grand.
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